The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 514 Broken Letter
Dazed, hesitant, helpless.

Tortured by headache and heart palpitations alternately, Li Yan turned his back overwhelmed and gasped for breath.

"Stay any longer. I'm afraid I'm going crazy!"

Finally, with a sudden heart attack, he ran away desperately towards the way he came.

His figure quickly disappeared at the fork in the road, leaving nothing but shallow and deep footprints on the road.

Seeing that his companion was gone, the boy at the door of the store was anxious to get out as soon as possible:

"Sister, I'm afraid I can't go shopping with you, next time."

The anticipation in Ding Huan's eyes instantly cooled like a stove poured with cold water.

Changed your mind so quickly?
"Boom!"

She got angry, and hit him hard on the head with the small leather bag she carried:
"Sure enough, you can't judge a person by its appearance. I thought you were a good boy, and you were different from those old fritters who were full of lies! I guess I was mistaken!"

The boy quickly covered his head.It's not that it hurts to shoot.He was thin-skinned and somewhat shy. He was scolded by a beautiful woman in the downtown area, which attracted many people to watch.

"It's still too late for you to change your mind," Ding Huan glanced at the people standing around watching the fun, and smiled triumphantly, "Otherwise I'll say you bullied me and call the police to arrest you! Everyone can testify for me!"

Seeing that her hand had already grasped his arm, Qilan was really desperate, so he simply went all out, shameless.

"Sister, I'm urgent to urinate! Please let go!"

Such an abrupt statement caused the crowd to burst into laughter.Some older people began to talk about Ding Huan:
"Don't be ashamed for a big girl to bully a child in broad daylight!"

"That's right, people are too anxious to leave!"

"A twisted melon is not sweet, but crooked!"

Ding Huan's face turned red and white under the attacks of others, which was really embarrassing.

"Hmph, don't let my sister meet you next time, or something will look good!"

After finishing the harsh words, he glared angrily like a boy, and walked away with his leather bag.

As soon as Qilan got away, she hurriedly found the bicycle hidden under the tree on the side of the road, and chased after Li Yan without stopping.

But that road is at the intersection of several alleys, extending in all directions, and I am not sure which direction people are running from.

When crossing the road, the sky suddenly darkened, and a gust of cold wind whizzed past.

It was seven o'clock on the watch.If it is later, there will be another heavy snow.

I have to rush back to Chris's rented house to pick up Lin Mi, lest the temperature drop suddenly and catch cold.

Even though he passed the inn where Li Yan worked, Qilan didn't want to get out of the car to see if he was there.As everyone knows, a sudden storm is happening quietly
The physically and mentally exhausted people struggled back to the kitchen, just in time for the busiest time of the day.

In a narrow place, four large iron pots were ignited at the same time. The spatulas, pans, and ladles were clanging, and the oil and gas rushed to the beams of the house. A strange, stuffy smell emanated from the blackened wood.

"Master, the shopkeeper wants us to add two pots of braised pork head meat!"

The little apprentice secretly rejoiced that he had pinched it right, and that the master came back at just the right time, otherwise he would definitely not be able to cope with the cooking skills of a half bucket of water.

"understood."

Li Yan numbly rolled up his sleeves, tied his apron hastily, poured water onto his palms, and started to work hard.

The little apprentice carried them over in large and small basins, and brought them out plate by plate.

After receiving a large bowl of braised pork head, he sniffed hard, and couldn't help frowning.

"Master, I forgot to add soy sauce to the meat today, so hurry up and make it up. If the customer finds out and tells the shopkeeper, we will both be punished."

"Oh, come on. I'm not feeling well, I'm out of strength."

The formerly powerful figure swayed in front of his eyes.

The little apprentice didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly grabbed the soy sauce jar on the stove and mixed it carefully little by little.

There is something wrong with the master tonight.In the past, no matter how many dishes came out, he could continue frying without stopping, and every dish looked decent.

Stir-fry is also for life.No amount of emotions can ruin your job.

Sighing, Li Yan patted his chest, took a deep breath, and continued to work.The salary of the printing factory is not high, and the accommodation is settled, and one meal is included, so I can't save much money.

Although dry cooks are dirty and tiring, they earn a lot more.He can still save money and send it to the dumb Uncle Li on a monthly basis.

The reason why he was reluctant to resign with the job at the inn was also to keep a relatively safe mailing address.

In the past, when I sent money out, I could get a reply within a month.

Although Uncle Li can't speak and can't read, there is always a way to find people around who can read, give some money, and help write a reply.

But there has been no reply in the past two months. What happened?
Thinking that the adoptive father on the other side might be in trouble, Li Yan finally calmed down a little and became anxious again.

It was ten o'clock at night when work was over.

His face was full of dirty oily smoke, and his hands were black.

He sat down on the bench by the stove, not wanting to move.

The little apprentice dug out the baked sweet potatoes buried in the stove ashes, wiped off the ashes, and held them in front of him with both hands.

"Master, today's sweet potatoes are the best baked. I have saved six for you. There is also a bowl of tofu and scrambled eggs that the customer returned. The shopkeeper said that we can eat together."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly froze.

The tears rolling down from the master's eyes formed two small ditches on his face.

There must be something sad, and apprentices dare not ask.

In the kitchen surrounded by heat, after eating the sweet potatoes, he also swallowed the vegetables.It's just that the master still doesn't eat a bite.

Suddenly, the little apprentice patted his head violently, hiccupped and moved to the corner, picked up a stick that had fallen on the ground, and scraped it into a small hole.

After a while, a broken, triangular shape jumped to the ground.

"Master, I almost forgot. I picked it up and hid it in the kitchen a few days ago. It seems to be a letter. I'm afraid it will be set on fire by other masters."

letter? !

The obedient person trembled in his heart, and quickly snatched the "triangle" on the ground with his sharp eyes.

It is indeed a letter.The wear and tear is serious, like a beggar, all in tatters.

He tried hard to smooth the crumpled paper with his hands, but his fingers shook uncontrollably.

However, after careful identification, it was broken, the strokes of the recipient's name remained, and it was written to him, so there was nothing wrong with it.

I couldn't read a single word of the content, as if it had been soaked in water for a long time.

In the past, when the postman delivered the letter to the inn, he always delivered the letter in front of him in the kitchen.

This time is an exception.He was thrown on the ground in disdain, almost lighting firewood.Maybe it was rotten when it was delivered?
Dumb Uncle Li's life seems to have been soaked in bitter water. He wandered around since he was a child, but he learned a decent cooking skill.Cooking for everyone is well received.

Those rough and scarred hands sometimes trembled so that they couldn't hold the spoon steadily, but they couldn't pour a little soup on the ground.In the days when the industrious adoptive father was around, the kitchen was always kept clean.

(End of this chapter)